I have finally started training for my 5K! I think the real reason it took me so long to get started was because I was absolutely terrified that I wasn’t going to be able to make it through the first day. I had somehow convinced myself that there was no way that I was ever going to be able to run for 60 seconds and it was pointless to even try. I had brief thoughts of, “Everyone already thinks that I can’t do this, so it’s not like it would be a surprise if I decided not to do it.” Then we got to the gym one day and I said, “Fuck it, the worst that can happen is that I can’t do it. I already think that, so it’s not like it’s going to ruin my day.”

But guess what.

I did it.

I completed the first day…

And then the second day…

And then on my “rest day” I ran/walked a 16:30 mile and then walked another mile and a half directly afterwards for my longest distance to date on the treadmill.

Tomorrow is the last day of Week 1 and I am actually looking forward to it. After that 16(ish) minute mile, I looked around expecting people to be cheering and a huge banner to drop from the ceiling. It was one of the most exciting moments of my life and I thought the whole world would be celebrating.

That didn’t happen, in case you were wondering.

However, what did happen was just as awesome. Don’t Stop Believin’ started playing as I hit the one mile mark. It was one of the most epic musical moments of all time (except, of course, mine and Cliff’s duet of the same song on the way to Mayfield for Christmas).

The other crazy thing that happened this week was the drastic reductions in the twins. I had to officially say farewell to the DD club. I wasn’t quite sure how to take it – but overall I think I’m handling it pretty well. I know it’s for the best, but I really hate saying goodbye to some of my best assets. 😉 I’ve now gone from a 46DD to a 40D bra, a size 26 to a size 20 pant (sometimes a 22 depending on the manufacturer) and a 3X to 1X top (sometimes 2X, just because I like my shirts to be pretty loose).

It’s weird when things like that happen because it’s so impossible difficult to see the changes from day to day.

We’re still on the challenge, and despite numerous obstacles (including being at our favorite restaurant in the city and only drinking water!) we’ve both stayed the course. I even had a mandatory two hour long lunch meeting at work and watched everyone scarf down fried chicken and pork chops while I sipped a Diet Coke. To be honest, I’ve actually enjoyed it so far. I haven’t had a single moment of guilt over a meal since we started and seeing the extra money in the bank is a pretty nice bonus as well!

I’m still having some trouble getting to the blog three times a week and I was in a big time rush to get to work the morning of the weigh in (which has changed to Wednesday because of school) so I wasn’t able to take a picture. School and work continue to intervene with my good intentions, but I have to pay my mortgage and I have to get a degree, so what can you do. Sometimes I just have to put my big girl panties on and act like an adult (but sometimes I have Jell-O before dinner, just so I can feel like I’m stickin’ it to the man).

I do have one fairly recent picture – just more proof that I’ve grown obsessed with scarves, big sunglasses, and the color pink.

Oh, and did I mention that I’m officially out of the 270’s? 268.2 as of yesterday.

“In order to succeed, we must first believe that we can.” ~Nikos Kazantzakis